Stagnant, stagnant, stagnant air.
And longing for a time of life and motion, but I have lost him. I have let go and he doesn't know it. It don't want to kiss him anymore. I don't want to hug him anymore. I don't' want to love him anymore. I don't want him to carry my rock and I don't want to wear his ring.
I want him to leave me the fuck alone!
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